Poems of Lighthouse Bob

The Coffee House #261





The Coffee House

There is a coffee house just down the street from mine
Where coffee's still a brewin' mostly all the time.
Oc-ca-sion-al-ly homesick will drop in for a spell
And there share some stories. Oh, the stories they do tell!
Woman often meet there to talk and share some brunch
And men come there too -- for women. (That's my hunch!)

There is a coffee house just down the street from mine
Where the soupe du jour's to die for -- Pastries, Oh! Divine!
A wayward poet often stops by to recite
And all the patrons smile with responses of delight.
Frequently some visit to unload and to unwind
At such a lovely place where ALL can speak their mind.

There is a coffee house just down the street from mine
Where sometimes windows open just to see who's there on line.

Smiles,

Lighthouse Bob




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The Coffee House #261

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